Keats's poem is a sonnet. on first looking into chapman's homer much have i travell'd in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen; round many western islands have i been which bards in fealty to apollo hold. oft of one wide expanse had i been told [5] that deep-brow'd homer ruled as his demesne; yet did i never breathe its pure serene till i heard chapman speak out loud and bold: then felt i like some watcher of the skies when a new planet swims into his ken; [10] or like stout cortez when with eagle eyes he star'd at the pacific–and all his men look'd at each other with a wild surmise– silent, upon a peak in darien. —john keats true false